Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Belgium and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing David Bowie to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jandek,
Fat Boys,
Pole,
Animal Collective,
Kenny Larkin,
Magma,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Funky Four + One,
Rhythm & Sound,
Hashim,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Pierre Henry,
Jeff Mills,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Pretty Things,
The Fire Engines,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Swans,
David Bowie,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Eric Dolphy,
The Slits,
Groovy Waters,
Rapeman,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Saccharine Trust,
Lakeside,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobby Womack,
Tim Buckley,
Minor Threat,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bronski Beat,
Radiohead,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jacques Brel,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Cowsills,
Derrick May,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joy Division,
Hasil Adkins,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Circle Jerks,
Unrelated Segments,
The Gories,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bootsy Collins,
Clear Light,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Index,
Gerry Rafferty,
Charles Mingus,
the Slits,
The Black Dice,
Rotary Connection,
Electric Prunes,
The Fuzztones,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.